Lucy’s pov

I escaped to the room they had given me before the air in the living room could get any thicker.

My heart hammered so hard I felt it in my throat and between my legs at the same time. I shut the door, leaned against it, and tried to breathe like a normal person. It didn’t work.

My skin still burned where his eyes had dragged over me. The crotch of my jeans was a lost cause, soaked through and sticky, and every step I took made the wet fabric rub my clit until I wanted to scream.

I stripped everything off and stepped into the shower without...